While Jeff waited for the Chronivac to tell him which change his dad needed, downstairs Mike was thinking about the gigantic workload he would have tomorrow at his shitty job. Just as this crossed his mind, the TV happened to switch to a beer commercial showing a man surfing in the bright sun. Mike thought to himself, “Man, it would be so much better to just do that all day instead,” unaware of the consequences. A few seconds afterwards, text reading ‘Surf Instructor’ appeared on Jeff’s monitor, confusing him, but he decided to just accept it, and sit back to see what would happen.
Downstairs, Mike’s changes had already begun without him noticing. He instantly became about a decade younger, with the wrinkles all but disappearing from his face and his small beer belly being sucked back into his abdomen. His rugged look disappeared, and became more well-kept and smooth, as his hair became slightly lighter and more tousled. His jawline and nose sharpened, while his messy beard trimmed itself down to become neat and charming.
His heavyset frame shifted into a lean and muscular body instead, with his thick muscle becoming toned and statue-like to fit. In addition to this, his cock stirred underneath his shorts as it gained a fair few inches in both length and thickness, as well its foreskin. Still not paying any attention to any changes, Mike’s loose-fitting outfit tightened around him and gained a skin-tight fit instead. His t-shirt and cargo shorts merged together, losing any detail and changing into black neoprene before stretching down his arms and legs into the shape of a wetsuit, tightly encasing his muscular body with nothing left to the imagination.
On Jeff’s computer, the Chronivac dinged to signify the completion of the transformation, so he jumped out of his seat and went downstairs to meet his new father. In the living room, he was pleasantly surprised at the sight of Mike lounging on the sofa with his hands behind his head, lazily watching the commercials before noticing Jeff. “Oh hey, little man! What’s up,” he said, rising from the sofa to give Jeff a hug, allowing him to feel his dad’s new strength and warmth as he was squeezed tightly. When Jeff’s memories about his dad started to go fuzzy for a second, he remembered that he always wore his work wetsuit around the house for comfort, and even went out wearing it most of the time. As Jeff tried to make sense of it all, Mike slapped his back, knocking him out his daze, and said, “I’m just gonna go to sleep now, got an early start tomorrow. See ya later!” Jeff hadn’t realised how well-sculpted the transformation had made his dad’s ass until he saw it bouncing as he sped up the stairs, but he was definitely impressed with the Chronivac’s work.